Even though A Room of One’s Own was penned 90 years ago this year, there are parts of it that still ring true today. As a married woman and a mother I bring no scandal to my family (scandal, no, grief, maybe) by being a writer, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want my own space and time in which to do it. And headspace.
My husband built me a she shed more for the challenge and creativity of it, but that doesn’t mean I didn’t move my happy butt in there.
Right now it’s mostly used for sleeping out in with my son on the weekends, even in the winter, because it has heat that keeps it warmer than the 40 degrees required for the sleeping bags that we use way more than I anticipated when I bought them. My husband likes to remind me that my solitary time will only increase as my son grows older, increasing my time to enjoy the cabin.
And then he uses that to show me pictures of ATVs he wants to buy our son to play on. Think of all the writing you can do if we get this expensive toy, honey!
I’m not the best photographer. I got insta to help move the blog but this combined with the fact that I rarely read a physical book anymore, and I don’t get bookmail, makes me more obsessed with tiny houses and people’s dogs and nature photos.
I want to spend my time writing, not bookstagramming, at least not right now. Although it looks fun and I’d love to cozy up to some of those book influencers when I need them. I like especially when they post with pets.
Bearing with my bad photography, here is my beautiful space:
Kitchen area, with microwave and mini fridge! The lanterns are candle holders and yes that’s a small Christmas tree stashed! I have winter woodland wonderland themed ornaments to go on it. Coffee is made via french press and electric teakettle. I have a lot of mugs for someone who doesn’t entertain much but I love them. Also the tea towels get traded out for winter or spring. The winter towels are cardinals and birds on winter trees. These are the spring ones and they are ornamental due to my really wanting an excuse to buy bird towels at Joann’s because their spring decor line always takes my money.
Plus there is always wine handy and I have a margarita set in there that I got for my wedding but I have NEVER USED. Damn, I spend too much time reading and writing.
Just some knitted accessories and a teapot and the birdfeeder teapot I need to hang outside once I get another spot to hang things from the trees because birds and teapots? I love having the birds back this spring. I missed hearing them this winter.
My little table for two, or for writing, or dyeing yarn in a crockpot which is TOTALLY happening at some point. Notice some books piled up on the side and there’s a spare notebook and pens because I had a pen crap out on me there one day and I had no backup and it was an unacceptable state of affairs. It’s also where the tree goes during the relevant season. Plus ruffly curtains.
This is the view from the steps leading up to the loft. Tons of natural light and you can see the deck and the fireplace. The loft is a mess with stuffies that my son brings out with him and our sleeping bags and my lap desk. It needs a screen door for air in the summer.
A cozy reading spot with a quilt on it with kitties and birds that my friend made just for my space! So I can sit and read here if I want to if I don’t feel like the table.
The electric fireplace that saves us all winter. And the candleholders I loved having an excuse to buy. My pretty forest view, which is better in the summer but I didn’t want to wait to post.
Bird detail on the stained glass window that you pass on your way up the steps to the loft.
I can update this in the summer with my summer deck accessories, as I have chairs and a garden table to hold plants. My hubs might add a deck to the back too. It has electricity and wifi and a fan for the summer.
A shed of my own!
I have been making progress on my writing. I sent some projects out to be considered for publication so I need to try to put them out of my mind while I am waiting for a response from editors. My fingers are crossed, but at least I’m doing the work. It’s the only way stuff will happen is if I put my hat in the ring.
Did I mention I wrote a sonnet? I wrote a dang sonnet for my 12 poems in 12 months group. If you are a writer just looking to be more consistent and a forum for being experimental, definitely look at that site or 12 short stories.